Chapter 64: Qixi Pastries

At the very front of the Imperial Army stood a massive row of heavy shield-bearers, their shields slanted upward. There were no enemies directly ahead, as any fatal attack was bound to come from the tens of meters high fortress above.

When Wu Huateng made his strategic layout, aside from secretly supporting the African nation, he had largely refrained from meddling in resource allocation precisely to avoid drawing the attention of various nations.

When Lu Huamao once again brought up the position of the top official of Huanglu Township for discussion, everyone finally understood what Lu Huamao was up to. This was the true "compensation."

Tsunade looked up at Jiraiya. Although ninjas who used "ninja blades" were not weak, ninjutsu and taijutsu remained the mainstream combat styles for ninjas.

"Didn't we already pre-order all ten sets of next year's five-axis CNC machining centers? Could it be that they are willing to push their schedule back to the year after next?" Wu Huateng was well aware of this, but he asked with a smile anyway.

Since the enemy had taken the initiative to seek him out, Su Yang certainly wouldn't miss such an opportunity. Every member of the royal family he killed would yield a massive amount of World Source.

Steel Shadow was activated. The contractor's health pool was not large, and the true damage dealt by Steel Shadow would produce miraculous effects when fighting against contractors.

This was also due to habit. Zhao Yi was accustomed to not kneeling before the empress, offering the same salute as Zhao Jing. This single gesture exposed her identity.

"Master, surveillance shows that the US Seventh Fleet carrier strike group is moving toward the northern Atlantic, and its target is likely the territorial waters of the African nation. It seems the US President is hell-bent on launching a nuclear war against them." That night, Wu Huateng learned of the US Seventh Fleet's movements through multiple channels.

"Yet I still hope you will leave Huaxin City, leave Huaxia, and go as far away as possible," Lin Ze said with a calm expression.

Following that, their three strongest combatants—several top-tier mecha war gods from the "Nine Real and Five Illusory" rankings—all stepped forward together.

The forbidden technique used to refine the mystical vessel, the great loach, was known as the Supreme True Loach Seven Transformations Dragon-Transforming Formula.

Over ten thousand cavalry facing more than fifteen thousand infantry—with forces so evenly matched, the brutal reality left the Qin army with virtually no capacity to resist. Less than the time it took to burn a single stick of incense after the sudden ambush began, the Qin army's formation completely collapsed.

Facing Leng Wuji's peerless and devastating sword strike, Pei Donglai could only rely on his own speed to rapidly retreat.

The monk felt this was the most wonderful night he had experienced since meeting Yang Guang. Although the night wind still carried a hint of lingering winter chill in the early spring, his mood was utterly refreshed, as if the surroundings were filled with the fragrance of green grass and the fluttering of butterflies and birds, radiating a beautiful spring-like brilliance.

Lin Ze had seen some luxury goods before, and the attire of these two young men was typical of high-end luxury. A suit costing tens of thousands—not to mention ordinary people who couldn't bear or afford to buy it—would make even a white-collar corporate executive's heart ache fiercely upon purchase.

The others, including Ouyang Yuyang, were all smiles. Using the enemy's own methods against them, Meng Yiting was executing this brilliantly.

Xia Lan said indifferently, "That's right. I've got a hard life. Besides, with my husband protecting me, no one can possibly harm me." She tightly grasped Lin Fei's hand.

Looking at the two generals glaring daggers at each other, as if they were about to come to blows at any second, what could Wu Qi do besides offer a bitter smile?

Inside the captain's office of the Western Suburbs Inspection Brigade, a man in his fifties was sitting leisurely in an executive chair, reading the newspaper.

The sunlight shone upon a gurgling spring, casting sparkling ripples. The source of the spring was located inside the mouth of a giant crouching-ox-shaped stone.

The colossal fireball trembled violently, as if it could explode at any moment, and that destructive aura spread across the Primordial Starry Sky.

Emperor Qin's pupils constricted. Could it be that the Southern Territory's sparse spiritual energy was meant to suppress something sealed within the Immortal Tomb?

Yet upon arriving at the depth of ten thousand meters in the deep sea, Emperor Qin sensed numerous formidable auras, which even filled him with dread.

At this thought, he no longer held any slighting attitude toward the champions of the Dragon-Ascension Battles in the other four territories, and instead felt an immense wave of pressure.

"Is that so? But if I can completely slaughter everyone who has integrated the evil super bloodlines, I can easily raise the integration rate of the two super bloodlines within me to one hundred percent, and there will still be plenty left over to consume for my other purposes," Xiao Kuang thought to himself.

With a cold shout, his body suddenly expanded, his muscles bulged, and a layer of golden battle armor enveloped his entire body.

Chaotian glared at Emperor Qin through gritted teeth, the hatred in his eyes growing even more intense upon hearing the words of the Seventh Source Lord.

Liu Yifeng's grandiose declarations were nothing more than a joke. Fang Jiahong and Nalan Changde beside him both chuckled. As favored children of heaven belonging to a great city, they understood the might of a city better than anyone. For some country bumpkin to vainly dream of possessing his own city—this was undoubtedly the most ridiculous joke they had ever heard in their lives.

"Hehe, Brother Huang, don't worry, I guarantee we'll send them all straight to the hospital," said the lackling, patting his chest in assurance.

"Understood!" The monk was clearly startled by the abbot's reaction. He had never seen the abbot so nervous before; could those people besieged at the foot of the mountain possibly possess terrifying backgrounds?

"Strip the Prince of Qin of his title of Grand Marshal of Heavenly Strategy, dock his salary for three years, and strip the Crown Prince of his right to participate in governance, confining him to his quarters for half a month. Do you accept this?" With this move, Li Ya retracted the authority he had previously granted, leaving the tripartite balance of power reduced to his sole dominance.

Let me tell you, Madam Cheng, you only met us today. If you had encountered wandering swindlers, not only would all your wealth have been defrauded, but your family would have been ruined. I will do my absolute best to help you with your situation.

"It's whatever belongs to his body! Blood, flesh, hair, or even fingernails will do!" said Snook.

At the same time, it was precisely these brutal trials that allowed the four major sects to maintain their fighting spirit and preserve their original traditions amidst a society filled with restlessness and degradation, while other sects successively succumbed to the decadent and intoxicating urban life. This was one of the foundational reasons why the four sects remained prestigious and noble families in the jianghu.